Alone Poem

Poem About Wearing A Mask That Always Smiles

This was a poem originally composed by my loved one as a child. When she showed it to me, I immediately fell in love with it, so we worked on it again. This is dedicated and should be accredited solely to her. I love you.

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Published by Family Friend Poems October 2008 with permission of the Author.

I was once sad and lonely,
Having nobody to comfort me,
So I wore a mask that always smiled,
To hide my feelings behind a lie.

Before long, I had many friends;
With my mask, I was one of them.
But deep inside I still felt empty,
Like I was missing a part of me.

Nobody could hear my cries at night,
For I designed my mask to hide the lies.
Nobody could see the pain I was feeling,
For I designed my mask to be laughing.

Behind all the smiles were the tears,
And behind all the comfort were the fears.
Everything you think you see
Wasn't everything there was to me.

Day by day
I was slowly dying.
I couldn't go on,
There was something missing..

Until now I'm still searching
For the thing that'll stop my crying,
For someone who'll erase my fears,
For the person who'll wipe my tears.

But till then, I'll keep on smiling,
Hiding behind this mask I'm wearing.
Hoping one day I can smile,
Till then, I'll be here...waiting.


Analysis of Form and Technique

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  • This poem is made up of quatrains, which are 4 line stanzas. Not all of the quatrains follow the same rhyming pattern.

    I was once sad and lonely,
    Having nobody to comfort me,
    So I wore a mask that always smiled;
    To hide my feelings behind a lie.

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  • This poem uses the repetition of mask. Repeated words brings the reader's attention to that idea of the poem.
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  • This poem conveys strong emotion. The sense of emotion helps a reader feel what the author felt.

    Nobody could hear my cries at night
    For I designed my mask to hide the lies.
    Nobody could see the pain I was feeling
    For I designed my mask to be laughing.

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  • JoaoVictor by JoaoVictor
  • 3 years ago

It's hard what you're going through, but remember you are a special person for your friends. I know they don't want you that way. I know they wouldn't leave you. Trust them to express those feelings so they can help you, because a real friend helps whenever you need.

  • Jael by Jael
  • 4 years ago

I also wear a mask, but the only difference it has from other people is that I always wear a mask wherever I go, even at home. Even my own family doesn't understand me. They also judge me. It hurts that my own family doesn't even care about me, but I'm also tired wearing mask. Sometimes it slips off a little at home. I'm tired stopping my tears from falling when someone suddenly comes inside the room. I'm so tired. I'm just craving for love and care. Is that too much to ask?

  • JazzytheWight by JazzytheWight, Midway, ga
  • 4 years ago

I'm touched by this poem. I felt the same way in 7th and 7th grades. I still wear that today, but I'm hoping to find my smile again.

  • Prince by Prince
  • 5 years ago

Why do some adults think that depression is a thing that can be easily forgotten? Like my own parents say, "Why don't you just forget about it and live life like a normal person?" I am normal...just because I'm depressed doesn't mean I'm not normal. Instead of helping me through this, you ask me to remove it like every emotion I ever felt...why is this normal, not me?

  • Taris by Taris
  • 5 years ago

I'm 27. Every time I've hit a low point in my life (there''s been a few), I've come back to this poem. I've been reading it for at least 10 years now and it hits so close to home. About me, I'm autistic and fail to pick up on social cues. Once I was an outcast with only a few friends who weren't great friends, and deep down I despised myself but outwardly smiled so people didn't know the pain I was going through. Nowadays, I don't hate myself as much. I have self-confidence and great friends, but I still put on that same mask and feel empty inside as I know when I go home there isn't going to be someone there for me, nobody to snuggle, nobody to chat to about my day... just an empty house. Thank you to whoever wrote this poem. It is truly beautiful, and I hope you've found the person who will finally help you remove your mask.

  • Sibahle Dube by Sibahle Dube
  • 5 years ago

This story really touched me because when I was in middle school I was always being bullied. But all the misery went away when I was in high school because I came popular, and the worst thing is that I started bullying other kids. I didn't realize that I was bullying other kids until my mom was diagnosed. My friends turned their backs on me. They started treating me the way I was treating others. There was no one to talk to me. I was lonely.

  • McKenzie English by McKenzie English
  • 6 years ago

I am 13 years of age at the moment. I had almost teared up reading this about how true and how much I and others can relate to this. I have always been alone in a fully crowded room. I have had friends who aren't true ones because I couldn't depend on them for help. For as long as I could remember, I have been falling into a deep pit of darkness - nonstop. I then met someone I have felt special feelings for that I have never felt, which for the moment pulled me out from the darkness and into the light.

But after 2 years we had to go our separate ways, not only putting me back into the dark pit but even faster with a stronger force. Even today, I have to constantly wear my mask from the moment I wake up to when I am alone in my bed. The point is from all of this nonsense, is that your poem is very heartfelt and inspiring. Keep on doing what you are doing, and I hope after all of this time, the mask is no longer necessary for you.

  • Anonymous by Anonymous
  • 6 years ago

I am also 12 turning 13, and all my friends think that I am the silly, funny person in our group, but every night I cry to bed thinking of my gran who died. I regret not saying my last goodbye properly. I miss you, Gran. I have not been able to see her grave and wish so very badly I could. It's been 2 years since she passed away. None of my friends know this. They all think that I am the light-hearted person with no troubles. I was also bullied a lot and never said anything about it. You're not he only one with problems. Don't worry!!

  • JazzytheWight by JazzytheWight, Midway, ga
  • 4 years ago

I know you don't know me, but I agree with Anonymous and Debra because I have to same problem, and I'm in the 8th grade. But you're not alone, and I care about you too, but I also get bullied by people at school. I don't like it, so I walk or bully them back (which I know is not right to bully someone back). We're all here for you, Mark, so don't forget that. Just be yourself, and I hope you can find your smile again along with me.

  • Debra by Debra
  • 6 years ago

I know you don't know me, but I want you to know I care about you and what you are going through. I know how bad bullying can be, and I also know how dear a Gran can be. Mine won't be with us for much longer, but I hope to see her at the end of the year. When the bullies close in, just remember, you are amazing, you have a good heart, and you have the strength in you to stand up to them and just say "that's not right" as loud as you can, or whatever words you have to stand up for yourself. Try to get a few good friends around you, even just one, and chat to each other about standing up for each other. If you form a little group of friends who are ready to stand up for each other, then the bully kids will back down.

  • Lupague, Mary by Lupague, Mary
  • 7 years ago

I can really relate to this poem so bad. I'm 12, turning 13. My close friends know me as a jolly person, but they didn't know that when I am not with them I am always in agony. I may have made friends, but still I always feel alone. I have been bullied a lot of time, and it bothers me a lot. They might see me not minding what they are saying and just tease them back, but deep inside I'm really hurt. I'm the kind of girl who gets angry so fast but forgives fast, too. I'm the kind of person who can't stand being angry for so long. Every day I always wear mask. Sometimes it comes to the point that I just want to let go of my feelings and shout at them that I am a human too, I can get hurt. I've been trying to throw this feeling away, but I can't! Sometimes I just don't want to wake up anymore. Then I will know who truly cares and will cry for me. I just don't want to smile fake anymore and fool people.

  • Faysa Hassen by Faysa Hassen
  • 5 years ago

Same, except I am black, Muslim, an immigrant and isolated girl. Everyone thinks I'm dumb because I am not perfect with understanding English. They think I'm silly because of how I speak and that I'm a person who gets an attitude, but it's because of them. I was a happy girl who loved learning new things and trying hard to be in first place, but since I came to the US everything changed. People will push you and not say sorry. Another will laugh at your language. Another will give you a look, like you beat her sister. Another one will talk trash about you while you hear it. There are a bunch of them. People will say, "Blacks are meant to be slaves," or, "Black people are ugly." There are a lot of them. Sometimes I feel like punching them and showing them how it feels to be hurting like that.

  • Thaima Francois by Thaima Francois
  • 7 years ago

Just be yourself. Find a favorite thing to do when you feel alone. At least find a reason to give one smile a day, even if it's hard.

  • Ghali by Ghali
  • 7 years ago

I can totally feel your pain I am always getting bullied at school, made fun of in public and being abused because I am different. Just know that whatever happens, always get back up and stand up for yourself. Believe that nothing can take you down, and nothing will.

  • Lisa Lee by Lisa Lee
  • 7 years ago

I think we have the same feeling. I wear a mask every day because this is only place I can hide myself. Everyone who knows me always asks me why I always smile when they see me. Everyone can see me smile but no one can see me cry. There were many times I wanted to share all my feelings with my family and my boyfriend but I can't.

  • Tracy by Tracy
  • 7 years ago

I want you to know life can suck and people are jerks. You are strong and don't need that mask. Take it off. Throw it away. I love you always, know this.

  • Kaprece by Kaprece
  • 7 years ago

To the 12 year old girl turning 13,
I am extremely proud of you for having the courage to share your feelings. I want you know that you are worth it. You are worth having a voice...You are worth being celebrated and cherished because you are God's beautiful creation. I encourage you to speak up and let your friends know that those things they are saying are not OK. You deserve to have a voice... And true friends will encourage your voice, not try to silence it.

  • Heather N. Barrows by Heather N. Barrows, Paducah, KY
  • 7 years ago

I wear a 'mask' every day, not really feeling like anyone can see the real me. I find it hard to actually smile, and it is easier for me to just put on the mask and 'smile.' I have tried to go through a day without my mask, and everyone just asked me what was wrong. After half of the day I gave up and put the mask back on. That's how I walk around every day. Just waiting for someone to come and take off this mask. I can relate to your poem. I love it.

  • J.B. by J.B.
  • 5 years ago

Ouch, I can definitely relate. I was bullied for roughly seven years straight, from eight years old to fourteen years old. It only stopped when I got into high school, and even then, I had to deal with homophobes and racist people, and I was verbally/sexually assaulted a couple of times. It sucks. I still am trying to learn that I can be vulnerable and open with my close circle of friends, and that I can take the mask off. I can't, and so far haven't, but hopefully I will soon.

  • Unnamed. I Prefer To Be Unanimous. by Unnamed. I Prefer To Be Unanimous.
  • 6 years ago

I don’t wear a mask. I wear a half mask. The other part of it has become me. I am now partly dead inside. I gave up all hope of having friends a long time ago. I am almost never happy anymore, but I do feel much more human when I am happy or sad. Basically, anything that’s a REAL emotion. Thankfully, I know I’ll get a little better when summer comes around because of SAD (Seasonal Affective Disorder), so hopefully that’ll help. I’m an anxious robot, and I have worn my mask since I was little – I can’t even remember when it started. It is rare to find an opportunity to take off the mask, but now I can only take off half. But, hey, in the words of famous Shakespeare, we are all actors in a never-ending play. We only stop our act when we die, so why not play the role we were meant to play?

  • Nandoram by Nandoram
  • 7 years ago

A good poem...describing modern human beings in fake masks. In life we just act reluctantly in front of others trying hard to suppress our feelings.

Good work, keep it up! I like this poem.

  • Andrew Banner by Andrew Banner
  • 7 years ago

This hits everything I feel inside! I was a United States Marine. I'm out now. I say I was because I can't find who I am anymore. I don't know what I am anymore; all I have is this empty hole. I put a mask on every day and it hurts more and more every day I put this mask on. The poems I read here help more then I could ever show or tell you. Thank you, thank you so much. I would have ended my life if I did not find this, so thank you. You saved a life.

  • Debra by Debra
  • 6 years ago

I saw your message and knew I had to reply. I write for Combat Stress, a charity for former servicemen based in England who carry trauma, anxiety and in many cases post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD). There's so much support out there for you, no matter what your experiences have been. You are capable, you've served your country, you have a good future ahead of you. Look around and you will see that people do care. You are loved more than you know!

  • Ellianalyn by Ellianalyn, Vernon, Connecticut
  • 8 years ago

This poem... man, it really touched me. You're a great writer.
Throughout the poem, I literally felt like I was living through the mind of your everyday life.
I'm going through a similar time right now, and it can definitely be hard.

  • Renne' by Renne'
  • 8 years ago

The mask is a great poem and it surely puts lots of us under the same bracket of experience.I feel scared to tear away my mask because no matter how much I want to be real I don't know where to start. Keep up with your writing though at least its comforting and makes me feel am not so alone in this. Thanks a lot.

  • Michael89 by Michael89, Igando, Lagos
  • 8 years ago

I really really love this poem.

It describes me and so many people.

I really appreciate the time taken in putting those words together and clearly spelling what we always feel and how we act during the periods we all wear the smiling mask.

Once again, I love this poem.

Well done!

  • Felicia A. by Felicia A., California
  • 8 years ago

I really felt as if the poem " MASK ", was totally describing me. I am always so sad, so I am really not smiling or happy when people talk to me or see me, that is a facade. It seems like the happier I begin to get someone or something interrupts it. I thought if I just cut my ties with certain people I would be fine, but they keep coming around. I hate putting on the mask because it's so fake. My problem is that I don't trust many people, certain things that has happened to me, as far as being used. I am just bitter and angry.

  • Sonja Terry by Sonja Terry
  • 8 years ago

This is me. Showing my feelings on how I am feeling inside

  • Alley Jennings by Alley Jennings
  • 8 years ago

Hello people who are reading this. I wanted to share my story with you. I am right now in 2015 twelve years old. Shocking, right? I have tried to commit suicide just a few months ago. I was put in a mental hospital and they diagnosed me with mild depression, anxiety, ADD, and bi-polar. When I got back to school, people came up and hugged me. They looked truly sorry and heartbroken. Looked. Now, a month and a half later, they are bullying me again. My friends asked me if I had wanted to die. I said, no, when people kill themselves, they don't want to die, they just want to stop the war inside of them. Because depression is like a war. You either win, or die trying.

  • Arorah by Arorah
  • 8 years ago

Hi Alley Jennings thank you for that story and honestly don't worry about those type of people that bother you they just want to get a bad reaction out of you. I have a different situation where I have been bullied but it was by one of my family members, but I noticed then, that some of my family that never really felt like they loved me were the first ones to stand up for me. I guess this isn't like your story but I understand your feelings and reading it this morning really helped me to get on with my life and realize even more that people do have depression and its like a war but you need to know how to handle it. Have a great day and God bless you.

Each one of us, we're wearing masks, we hide our real feelings and pretend to be strong and vigorous. We often disguise a happy and worry-free life. We deny our heartaches and problems. This is how I feel most of the time, I need to tell the world that I'm okay, for I want to encourage them to live life to the fullest. But sometimes, let us be honest with our feelings. Let us be bold enough to show to the world that we are vulnerable. We need to acknowledge our failures and downfalls in life. We need to know that God is our refuge and the source of our strength whenever trials pave the way.

  • Brianna by Brianna, Canton Ohio
  • 9 years ago

I used to have depression and anxiety. I used to put this mask on my face a smile that everyone thought I was happy. I always drowned my depression in a smile. My depression lead me to cutting and a lot of suicidal thoughts. until god sent me a beautiful angel, she was very nice still is. She took me in under her care I still have anxiety problems but not as much anymore. I do have trust issues my birth mother gave me and my 5 siblings up for adoption when I was 10. that made the situation worst. That is when depression came about in my life, the abuse and violence, the anxiety, the trust issues, this is my story!!

  • Lily by Lily, New York
  • 9 years ago

Hi I'm 11 soon turning 12. This poem describes me so much I can't explain it. Everyone thinks me as the always happy, weird girl. (Weird in a good way btw) then they also thought I wasn't pretty, cool etc etc. They thought I like unusual things. They thought it didn' bother me, but it did. Every night I think to myself how hated I am. My parents yell at me, sometimes when they check my homework how stupid I am. I know they don't mean it. But I still look for someone who is like me, who will help me. So thank you

  • Ami by Ami
  • 8 years ago

I just wanted to reach out and let you know I sincerely care. I don't know you and I don't profess to know exactly what you're going through. Each persons journey in this life is uniquely your own as are your reactions to what you are going through. However, I have been there and I struggle every day still with the pain confusion and destructively low self esteem that's going on behind my mask. Its a battle zone behind my mask and some days I'm barely hanging on. I have been diagnosed with Bipolar PTSD and major anxiety since 1998. I too began cutting and attempted suicide on several occasions. The one positive in all this self-sabotage is that your reaching out and expressing your position public ally. Our disorders want us to self destruct to loath ourselves so much we give in to its power and die. It tells us we're worthless and stupid and ruins what life we have.

  • Lily by Lily, New Zealand
  • 8 years ago

My name is Lily too, I am eleven and you summarize me so well I couldn't believe what my eyes where looking at. I am so amazed that someone is in the same condition as me. Thank you.

  • Gm by Gm
  • 9 years ago

I liked the poem but I feel a bit different by reading it. The poem matched with my feeling before a few years. I was feeling empty. Spent lots of sleepless nights just fearing and crying. I did not know the exact reason for them. As if I was dragged to sadness more and more. I used to read similar things and would eventually be even more sad ....... it was cyclic process as if. I understood this was depression and accepted the fact that depression is not life and it is a sort of illness, which can be handled if we wish. I searched a lot about it and felt I was under depression which was just getting worse with reading sad poems, listening to sad songs and all those. I consulted a psychologist and after a couple of year I was fine. I am not here to say that I felt the same to poem but to say people that if you feel depressed please please go for treatment. It is a illness like so many others and you do not deserve suffering. People around us will never come to rescue, as they will not even know what is going in our mind. We have to take care of ourselves. I appreciate the poem but if you find it very similar to you, please make sure you are not under depression. Maybe you can be a happy person again .....

  • Amy by Amy, NJ
  • 9 years ago

I agree that many people suffer with depression, and don't understand what is wrong. This poem resonates with me because I used to be this scared, helpless little girl suffering inside my own head. I was scared to live life, and felt so abnormal and outcast. I thought the only thing that could save me was the love of another human being. See, people often use love as the end all be all solution for everything. Unfortunately, this isn't true. There are no knights in shinning armor to come save us. The Disney movies aren't true. It is important to find inner strength and help yourself when you are down. There are many outlets including NAMI, various other organizations and mental health professionals that can truly help bring you out of darkness. You say you are waiting... stop waiting. Today is the day. You don't need someone to come along and save you. Trust in God, or whatever higher power you might believe in, and make today the day you help yourself.

  • Devin Edgin by Devin Edgin, Hot Springs
  • 9 years ago

This story is my life. I had someone though. She's still mine, but she left for a tiny reason. She left me all alone. I am a former cutter. She's the reason I stopped. Now she's the reason I want to again. She's still mine so I can't. I'm in love with her and even though she killed me, I won't hurt her.

  • Lubna by Lubna, Pakistan
  • 10 years ago

I loved it. It's awesome I think I'm at loss for words such a heart touching poem loved the theme.

  • Matthew by Matthew, USA
  • 10 years ago

This is so very much like how I've felt my whole life. It's cold and lonely behind that mask and you keep hoping that no one will see through it and at the same time. You kind of wish that some one would.

  • Victoria by Victoria
  • 10 years ago

This poem is beautifully and tragically true. I even use a mask when I'm the only one around I constantly hide behind it until all the lights are turned off an I'm lying in my bed.
Thank you. It's actually comforting to know I'm not the only one who feels like this. This poem speaks to me so much and actually touched me more than I thought it would. It helped me a lot.

  • Light by Light
  • 10 years ago

I received this poem from a person I felt in love with many years ago... Situations in our lives have pulled us apart many time. However, we find I way to get back together again and again. I wrote this poem in response to this...
I wish I was the one to dry your tears...
I wish I was the one who clear your fears.
I wish I could remove your mask...
And be the one you wish for at night.
But time and time I feel I'm nothing...
Time and time I feel defeated by the shadows in our lives..
So take your mask off my dear...
Let's enjoy our lives without it!!!

  • Aiko Sa by Aiko Sa
  • 10 years ago

This poem is about me, crying is my daily bread. Little by little inside I am dying. But I am wearing a mask, fake smiling, hoping one day I will finally find happiness.

  • Port Harcourt by Port Harcourt, Nigeria.
  • 11 years ago

I once thought that if I could set my eyes on her or could hear the sound of her voice I would be relief. But I keep hoping to the day that I would tell her how much I have dear to see her, hold her and cuddle her.
I never knew I was lost in my dream. Now, I mask my face as if I was still hoping.
God bless the day I would get hold her. I love you!

  • Nathan Martin by Nathan Martin, Yuma Arizona
  • 11 years ago

I have no story to tell but a question to ask. This poem reminds me of how my best friend used to act. Wearing a fake smile so nobody knows they're sad or just not to let your sadness affect others. I'd love to use your poem in a song. I have the perfect melody for it that I could play on my guitar. I'll post it on YouTube for you and your love one to see and I'll make sure to give you full credit for the lyrics. I won't do it without your permission though. Never. This poem is so deep I friken love it. Great job:,)

  • Maegan by Maegan
  • 11 years ago

It's sad to read the comments on here and know that people are really missing out. I feel this way all the time, except I know that there is someone I can run to. Someone who knows ME and loves ME no matter what I do. Jesus. He died for us and I know someone is out there thinking that I'm crazy and that they are sick of hearing about this Jesus dude, but I can't help but share. Yes depression is a real thing, but when you bring it to Jesus nothing is impossible. There are days when I feel like I'm wearing a mask and all I want to do is be alone to myself, but I always find joy and comfort in God. I'm here to tell you that he is very real and he can take this hurt away if you just accept him. He will never leave you. He will wipe your tears away and fill that emptiness you feel inside. He satisfies.

  • Layla-Riyadh by Layla-Riyadh
  • 11 years ago

The story behind the poem is very touching and sad. The people around should feel and share what one feels even if they can't change his destiny of lifestyle. They should at least realize how the person feels.

  • Selina A. by Selina A.
  • 11 years ago

This is basically my life story since I was 10. I was always hiding behind my book, which was my mask. In middle school, my mask shifted from the book to the mask in the poem, the one you wear on your face. I was always pretending to be happy until at night, where I was always crying and fantasizing about dying and committing suicide. Now, though I'm happy I didn't. Thank you for posting this poem.

  • Christain (Girl) T. by Christain (Girl) T., Georgia
  • 11 years ago

I hide under my mask, only letting people see the real me when I need to let it all out till the next breaking point.. I feel weak when I show who I am, I have spent months crying hoping for someone to see how much pain I was in...
Still I'm searching for the freedom, the happiness I once felt.. and no matter how much I try to jump back into my lighter days, there is still the empty feeling that randomly over comes my body and mind.. till this day I'm waiting, searching and trying to hold on to my little hope for the one to take it all away. It's been almost two years now..

  • Mya by Mya, Didsbury England
  • 11 years ago

I was once a little girl who could smile until my smile turned upside down. I was no longer a happy girl I was just... a girl... a very depressing one. What ever made my smile turn sad, maybe it was the fake mask I had. That day I learnt a valuable lesson stay true and don't be afraid to show your true colours
I was once a little girl who could smile until my smile turned upside down.

  • Xxlaurendelightxx by Xxlaurendelightxx
  • 11 years ago

Thank you for sharing. This poem touches me. I have felt
The same for the most longest time. It's the worst possible
Feeling in the world! Thank you again.

xXLaurenDelightXx <3

  • Susan Colton by Susan Colton
  • 11 years ago

My mom got sick in November of 2006. She had her leg amputated in April of 2007. My Dad was diagnosed with cancer in May of 2007. He died June 18th of 2007. My Mom recovered in a nursing home....then my sister committed suicide in May of 2010. She left 3 beautiful kids behind with no one to care for them. My husband, my 2 daughters and I took them into our home to raise. My mom died this year on her birthday in April ( 2012 ). I feel like I'm alone most of the time. My husband works around the clock. Both of my daughters have graduated and I'm the one left working 40 hours a week, taking care of the kids, the house and most of all feeling guilty and alone. People at work comment how I'm always so smiley and cheerful.....but I'm dying a little more everyday....inside....where no one can see.

  • Jacqui by Jacqui, Delaware
  • 11 years ago

There is another poem, same name I think The Mask.....When I read it I cried I thought of my daughter because I know how she feels even though she thinks I don't have a clue, I feel all her pain she's been through a lot and I helped her as much as I could till one day I finally realized I wasn't helping her I was enabling her, it took me a very long time to get through the hurt....One day I was going through some poems I have and The Mask was one of them I started to read it and stopped to call my sister to read it to her, I didn't get half way through and was crying so bad I couldn't read. I told her it reminded me of my daughter and she said No!!! It's Me....guess what she was right...I'm 58 and still wear that mask, there has been so much heartache in my life, they say God doesn't give you more then you can handle but I think that's not true..

  • Justyce J Bradley by Justyce J Bradley, Oregon
  • 11 years ago

I'm crying because it's true for me everyone says I'm always cheerful but they don't know me I'm really actually emo complete opposite of cheerful I feel like crying every time we have awards ceremonies because I always get the most cheerful person award this poem has made me realize it's time for the mask to go. Here's my story and my poem.

My mind is dark my blood is black I've hid my sorrow behind my mask but now it's gone and I'm distressed help me please I'm a mess I hate myself for feeling so bleak I can't write no more my heart is weak . Thanks for helping me when no one could.

  • Tom Mcguire by Tom Mcguire
  • 12 years ago

People say I always been lucky to have a older brother an older sister. Yes, for a while I was. I had a lot of friends from my childhood. but when times changed they stabbed me in the back. My mother turned into a stress maniac and blamed every one. My father disowns me. My older brother hates me Yes, we talk some time but its never the same my sister thinks I'm a big disappointment when I thought my friends and family would comfort me and help me in my time of need. but.. just like every one else they abandon me and cursed me. This is the first time I have ever talked about this but I guess I got to get it out some how. I'm only 16. and I'm already destroying myself. Will I ever find any one to help bring me out of the darkness? Will I ever be myself again :|

  • Camille by Camille, Tarlac
  • 12 years ago

People says that I'm fortunate because I'm an only child, but the truth is that, I'm not free. My parents always hinders me to serve GOD. I feel like I'm all ALONE, but I always wear a Mask... a mask of joy, that no one ever knows. Pretending is just like eating a salty chocolate. They thought its delicious but the truth.. its not. But always remember, even the loneliest person in the world can be happy, by God's grace! because I believe that, NOTHING IS IMPOSSIBLE WITH GOD :)

  • Holly Ryan by Holly Ryan
  • 12 years ago

I related to this poem immensely, and felt like I was wearing a mask most of my life until I found my soulmate. He removed the mask I was wearing and made me smile without it, my tears and fears were wiped away with his gentle touch and his loving ways. It is love that can remove ones mask, true love. I am glad that this poem was shared with the world. because if it weren't for reading this beautiful poem titled The Mask, I would of forgotten what it was like to wear one and I don't want to go back to that life. God bless all of you and the person who wrote the poem. Holly Smith

  • David Montalvo by David Montalvo
  • 12 years ago

I feel the same way but worse and I can't even explain it but I've been wearing a mask since I was 3. It's been a hard life now. But I always tell myself when the bad is gone, the good will come.

  • Tammy by Tammy, CA
  • 12 years ago

I have hidden behind a mask most of my life. I have depression along with social phobia.
It's hard to pretend to people that you're fine when you really aren't. I've become pretty adept about faking it. I've even faked my psychiatrist into thinking I was fine when I really wasn't.

  • Cody by Cody
  • 12 years ago

I too wear a mask. I have to go to school every day and pretend like nothing is wrong, so that others can be strong. I believe that if I take my mask off that people will start to hurt. I believe that people look too when they are down and if I take my mask off they will be lost.

  • Chris by Chris
  • 8 years ago

I do the same thing. Every time I wake up and get on the bus, the mask goes on. The same mask I've been wearing for more than 7 years. And when I get home, the mask comes off. Revealing the sad, tired face that wears it. I wear my mask because I don't want people to feel the way I feel. But lately, it seems that my mask is either slipping, or breaking all-together.

  • Shayak by Shayak, India
  • 12 years ago

I broke up with my girlfriend 2 years ago but still I can't let her go away...... And now she's with someone else...and I'm feeling ALONE

  • Zachary by Zachary
  • 12 years ago

So far in my 17 years on this earth I have had to live with a mask for over 7 of these years. It all really began with bullies that I had to hide from those I cared about. I never wanted to tell them what made me feel so much shame and misery and I never have. Now in high school I have to keep this charade up to not let my true friends suspect something is wrong even though they will tell me what us wrong with them. So I can relate to this poem and it makes me feel better to know that I am not the only person like this. I know this mask will never come off, not even when I die because I have never let anyone know the real me.

  • Lance Cheng by Lance Cheng, Quezon City
  • 12 years ago

I didn't have as much of a hard time as you did. I had a pretty easy life growing up. I guess I'm commenting to say I really like you're poem. It's very clever and it reaches out to people who feel the same way :) keep writing awesome person!!

  • Millie by Millie, New York
  • 12 years ago

I go to workshops with women who are hiding behind many issues, like the person in this poem. This poem helps us to know that we all have hid behind something in life, at times. However, we can have the courage to share, know that we're not alone and can overcome our problems. I love the essence of this poem

  • Casey67 by Casey67, Rhode Island
  • 12 years ago

This poem is almost exactly like a poem I wrote year's ago . After dealing with childhood abuse at the hands of a male neighborhood man that everyone loved, I never told my parent's, but my 2-older sibling's saw it & as I got older I understand they did not want to be the one, but why not tell my parent's .
His threat's where horrible-never told my parent's, my dad would be in jail.
Not only wear a mask , I am a great actress, you have to be . Anything can set off these HORRIBLE MEMORIES.

  • Tuti by Tuti, Chicago IL
  • 13 years ago

It really was a wonderful poem. I've been so sad and depressed because of the fact I haven't found someone. It hurts me so bad inside that I can't have someone to love next to me, but I try to wait for the one to find me because I've tried and I'm so tried of trying. So I'm sitting and waiting for god to bless me with a wonderful man that is going to love me for who I am.

  • Themba Ngwenyeni by Themba Ngwenyeni, Sebokeng
  • 13 years ago

When I was 14, I was forced to stay wit my granny because my mama was always not around. My granny started treating me badly which lowed my self esteem as a kid when I was growing up. I was a very bright boy, because of the treatment I was given all that dropped down to low level. I couldn't have anyone to talk to, I was always alone, when I was wit my friends, I would pretend as if I am ok knowing deep inside I am not. I tried to get away from that situation by the use of drugs but nothing changed. I went to university after passing all my high school levels hoping something better would come up. I faked my personality by putting on a mask of somebody whose life is better. Well that helped me in finding who I really am. I started writing about things that I feel. Started attending poetry sessions, I began to remove that mask. Though I feel lonesome sometimes but I am myself now regardless of what happened in the past in my life. This poem relates me.

  • Adam by Adam
  • 13 years ago

This poem hits me hard like everyone else. I am speech disabled and I hide behind a phantom of the opera mask-a mask of a clown. A lonely clown. I do a lot of writing and the ones I love the most seem so far away-they never call me. I wonder if they hurt like I do?? It's like they have something to hide like I do. All I have wanted was for certain people to see beside the facade and to love me--but if I take off the mask for them they will hear something hideous that they will walk away from.

  • Samantha by Samantha, Arizona
  • 13 years ago

This poem makes me feel a little.....surprised I would have to say. My whole life I have been wearing a mask and just like this poem I have designed it to hide everything. My whole life has been lies and even now I wear a mask. I can relate to this poem.

  • Eden by Eden, South Carolina
  • 13 years ago

This poem really touched me. I feel like since I was a little girl I've always worn a mask feeling so desperate for someone to love me, to understand me. I came from a childhood where I was always sent to my room and had no friends except at school, I had nothing. My one best friend was my mother she had me so young and we pretty much grew up together. Well to make a long story short, June of 2009 is when my mask really has came back on. My mother died in a car accident right before my eyes...the one person that knew me and loved me is gone...I completely understand what its like to deal with wearing a mask...

awesome poem really inspired me

omg Hun I am going through the same problems right now. school is about to start and I am planning on wearing a mask to school so I can get attention, but I will be coming home and crying :(

  • Irish Downs by Irish Downs, Rhode Island
  • 14 years ago

Hi ,
I love this poem , battling cancer for 20yrs. And finding out 3 years ago that I have an inherited blood disease.
It has been a tough 20 years, just when I feel cancer took everything from me, I get the blood problem.
I am only 42 years old - and I feel like I wear a mask all the time, that is why sometime's I just want to be home with my cat!
Great poem!

  • Kevin Gray by Kevin Gray
  • 14 years ago

This poem made me look at myself more intense rather than just scratching the surface. And to my surprise I too found myself wearing a mask. So I removed the mask to get a real look at who I am. What I felt like can be compared to getting out of a hot shower into the cold; I wanted to get back in the warmth but realized I'm gonna have to get out sooner or later.... I wonder how long I can stay in this warm shower?

  • Marianna by Marianna
  • 14 years ago

This poem was very touching . I have felt like that many of times . I truly believe that we put on that "mask" because we are scared that the person that comes in our lives will end up hurting us . I put on the "mask" every day because I didn't want people to see my weak side, I didn't want to get hurt by the ones I loved. I acted like they wanted me to be I was pleasing them instead of myself.

  • Nicole by Nicole, Boyne City
  • 14 years ago

I can relate to this...I feel like I do this all the time with everyone but a select few....and those select few fear for me....

  • Natasha by Natasha
  • 15 years ago

I absolutely adore this poem
it's so true for some of us
and I really appreciate your effort
you have put into words what some of us feel
well done

  • Ego'z by Ego'z
  • 15 years ago

Last year I had a boyfriend and a brother die to street violence. I felt so alone. I didn't show or express my feelings. This led to a depression. One night my mom and I had a fight and I wrote a suicide letter. We talked and now I'm okay. But I still feel as if I have on a mask crying on the inside

  • Nikkii by Nikkii
  • 15 years ago

This poem touched me because right now I am going through the same thing. I have a mask on.....I put it on because I don't want to show people how I really feel. I put a fake smile and a fake laugh for them. I won't let anyone in, why....I don't know why. I guess I am scared, but in order for me to move on with my life with family and friends I hide behind a mask until one day it will come off.

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